Hangover Square Novels & Stories

"How long will this haunt me?" The screaming child always reminded her of the grave mistake she made. The irritating voices of a man and woman, filled with insults, curses, and piercing, mocking gazes. Senna covered her ears. "Stop it! Can’t you all just stop!" Her voice was drowned out by the running water. "I will destroy you all and make you pay for my loss." Senna steeled herself every time the dark shadows of her past life surfaced. A loud knock shattered her thoughts. The cold voice of a man penetrated her ears. "Hey, why are you taking so long? You're not dead in there, are you? I don't want to be blamed if there's news of a wife dying in the bathroom on the first night."

Eden asked again and Malakai nodded. "Apparently his head is just as much of a mess as ours. He's hungover as hell and had no idea what he was doing, but I don't buy it." There was just something suspicious about the way Alec avoided certain questions. "Well if it makes you feel any better, I've had just as much of a shitty day." Eden recalled her thoughts and the text and it was all mixed up. "That doesn't make me feel better because I don't want you to be upset. Ever. Now tell me what happened." The two finally sat down, although Malakai was on the sofa and Eden was in his lap.

The man swirled the contents of his glass. The clear liquid with a hint of orange was his faithful companion. His workspace was still messy, scattered with various papers filled with writing and numbers. The computer screen was still on, indicating that he couldn't afford to give up just yet. He took a deep drag from the slender, flat object, and the room instantly filled with sweet-smelling smoke. He chose to close his eyes briefly, savoring the sweet aroma that filled his senses, along with the taste offered by the slender object.

OLIVIA’S POV "Hmmmmmmm..." when I woke up, I immediately woke up and slowly sat up, I stayed wrapped in my comforter before opening my eyes. I yawn and stretch my arms up, my head hurts a little because of the hangover. When I glance at the window it's already dawn daylight. I reached for my phone and checked what time it was, its only 6:32 am. I woke up this morning with a hangover. “Agh!” I suddenly rolled my eyes as I stood up. So the ending is that I went back to bed and laid down, I covered myself again and tried to go back to sleep. I still have to go to the coffee shop later, so it's ok to go back to sleep. I close my eyes and try to sleep...

Tears uncontrollably cascaded down her face, drenching the pillow in a large damp stain. * The sky was dimly lit as Joseph awoke with a terrible headache, the result of drinking too much the previous night. Xavia approached him, holding a glass of tomato juice. "Drink. It’ll help alleviate your hangover," she said in a gentle tone. Joseph refused the drink and furrowed his brow. "Why are you here?"

ISABELLA I had woken up with a terrible headache, I can't believe I drank so much, I don't know why I did it, something like this had never happened to me before and the worst of it all is that I don't remember anything at all after I got in the car.

This apartment is me , it describes my dark, mysterious , dangerous yet comfortable and cozy side of me. I was sitting on my huge leather couch drinking something strong because I don't want to be in my sense this night. Again and again I drink which wasn't enough for me to get drunk. Even though I don't wanted to but all incidents that happened today run inside my mind making me mad. How much I tried to control it that much I was getting hyper. Making me more annoyed I heard Nivi's mourning voice who was lying at a corner after getting beaten up by me. Soon after few smacks and kicks she crawled towards corner holding her knees close to her chest and dug her face into it.

I asked as my eyes accidentally peeked through the curtain inside a closed glass window. "Yes, I am. I've been here many times since I was a kid. My mom knew this place, too and so is Divina. Why?" That's when a filthy smell welcomed our noses. Amy Leah immediately buried her face in my back. Her hands clasped my suit. We were both familiar with that smell. It could either be a dead animal or... "Hah?!" Amy Leah screamed after I kicked the door open and we both saw George and his wife lying unconscious on the cold floor. No! Their bodies were decaying.

Anson was hurled into mid-air, and he spat out a mouthful of blood before finally landing on the ground in a heap. A surge of excruciating pain shot through his entire body. He seemed to have broken a few of his ribs. "Anson, are you okay?" Ruth was utterly panicked by this. She and the rest of the Collins quickly helped Anson up. "All hail Mister Shear!" At the same time, a wave of cheers spread through the Shears as they congratulated Harvey on his victory. "How incredible!" "Harvey defeated Anson with just one punch. It seems that he has indeed attained the Initial Supreme State!"

Date = 6 November Drinking because of a stupid guy is fun. Waking up with a hangover not so much. Place = San Francisco (Paws and Claws) POV - Melaena Damion took me home. The thought tries to land in my tequila-soaked brain and immediately slips, falls, and cracks its skull. At the moment, everything is conspiring against me — the shame, the headache, the nausea, the criminal lack of sleep, my relentlessly perky friend.